I'm Loving It
Today is the 50th birthday of McDonald's.
I was going to regale you with stories of going to the first McDonald's on Long Island or eating things that have since been banned from the menu or getting my meals in styrofoam boxes that are long gone or green shakes or getting kicked out the local McD's several times one school year or trying to drive while completely stoned and eating a Big Mac or driving to dozens of McDonald's in one day, buying a ridiculous amount of Happy Meals, trying to complete the Power Ranger zord.
But, no. I won't, because my head is clouded with a potentially lethal cocktail of pollen, Sudafed and Excedrin. Instead, I'm going to walk across the street and go to McDonald's to get myself a #2, which is the two cheeseburger meal, which has been my favorite since they started offering it. And I'm going to supersize it, with a raspberry iced tea and lots of extra salt on my fries, no ketchup and maybe an apple pie on the side.
So I was going to have a contest, like I did for the Twinkies birthday, but I don't if anyone wants to write a poem about fast food.
So let's just talk about McDonald's, ok? Unless you feel like writing a poem, then have at it.
I'm loving it!
(such a slave to the jingle
and fast food, I know)